It took two or three days for Poplar to carefully make a thunder G.

During this period, two small cloth bags and two large cloth bags were sewn.

One of the large bags contained incense ashes, and the other three bags contained loose salt.

The loose salt in the big cloth bag is used directly, but the loose salt in the small cloth bag is used as a salt block.

Naturally, a few cloth bags are not good-looking, but it is good to be able to keep the incense ash and loose salt in it from leaking down.

In addition, when he was about to leave the house, Poplar saw a sheathed sword hanging on the wall.

The sword was a treasure that his grandfather had obtained in a large tomb, and its color was as black as lacquer, and it was not known what material it was made of.

But it is not only heavier than steel, but also harder.

When Poplar was a child, he once made a bet with Iron Bull to take a kitchen knife and slash at the black sword.

As a result, the kitchen knife was cut into a big gap, but the edge of this black sword was unscathed.

For this matter, the old man Bai once beat Bai Yang hard, but afterwards he officially passed this black sword to Bai Yang, and with this black sword, he taught Bai Yang the 36 ways to ward off evil swordsmanship.

So Poplar took the black sword with him, and with a shovel in one hand and a snakeskin bag in the other, and carried it on his back, and it took him just over an hour to reach the hillside.

The hillside is still the same hillside, but the snow on the hillside has long since melted, and the crack in the ground can be seen from a long distance.

At this time, looking at the crack in the ground, there are two cracks that extend to both sides, which should indeed be the traces of the earthquake.

The last time he came, Poplar had seen a strange vision, and immediately after the Iron Ox fell into a hole and was bitten by something, causing him to pay no attention to the surrounding mountain terrain.

At this moment, I looked more and more convinced that there might really be an ancient tomb hidden under this hillside.

First of all, the slope faces southeast, and the front is flat and open.

Secondly, behind the hillside, there is a majestic mountain. On both sides of the mountain, there are also green mountains that seem to have open arms, just encircling this hillside.

Although Poplar didn't learn the skill of tomb robbery from his grandfather, he listened to his grandfather a lot, and he knew a little bit about feng shui.

And like the terrain in front of you, it is called "golden chair" in feng shui, the sun is shining in front, the majestic mountains are towering behind, and there are green dragons and white tigers guarding the left and right, which is really a treasure place of Tibetan wind and qi feng shui.

But every time the old man told Bai Yang about the legend of tomb robbery, he always talked about how dangerous and difficult the process of tomb robbery was, and never mentioned to Bai Yang what gold and jewelry shells would be found in the tomb.

Therefore, in the concept of poplar, the concept of "robbing tombs and taking treasures" is relatively weak.

In addition, there must be something in this crack, if he hastily excavated, it is likely that he will not find any treasure, and he will be rushed out and bitten by the strange thing inside.

Therefore, although Poplar had already decided that there was an ancient tomb under the crack in the ground, he still grabbed a live chicken from his backpack first, tied the chicken leg with a rope, and stuffed it through the crack in the ground.

Then he listened with his ear close to the crack.

Sure enough, I heard the "quack" of the live chicken a few times, followed by the rooster's cry suddenly turned sharp, and then stopped abruptly.

Poplar immediately tugged hard at the rope.

It felt as if the rope was stuck in something, so he dragged it at first, and when he pulled it hard, the rope suddenly loosened, and he made Poplar sit on the ground with a buttocks.

Poplar hurriedly got up, and did not bother to take care of the rope, but leaned close to the crack in the ground to listen again.

A dull howl came from below, proving that the strange thing that had bitten the Iron Bull before was indeed still hidden down there.

So Poplar didn't hesitate any longer, and immediately took out two thunder Gs tied together, lit the fuse and stuffed it through the crack in the ground.

After that, he grabbed his backpack and ran into the distance, when he heard a "boom" under his feet, and the whole ground trembled.

When Poplar turned around, he saw that the flat hillside had been blown away, and a black hole was revealed in the dust.

He didn't know if the thing that howled down there had been blown up, so he could only carry a snakeskin bag containing salt packets and incense ash in one hand, draw a black sword in the other, and cautiously approach the hole.

But when he heard a "whoosh", a blood-red shadow jumped out of the hole and pounced directly towards the poplar.

Poplar was taken aback, and with a wave of his left hand, he threw the snakeskin bag at Red Shadow.

The red shadow slammed open the sack, still pounced on the poplar. Poplar was forced to fall on his back, and he rolled and squatted up.

But before he could see what was coming up, the red shadow made another "whoop" and pounced on him again.

Poplar leaned to the left, and swung out the black sword in his right hand.

The sharpness of the sword was far greater than that of ordinary long swords, and when he heard the sound of "click", Poplar clearly felt that something seemed to have been chopped off.

When he looked closely, the red shadow fell to the ground, and a tumbling stood up, glaring at the aspen fiercely.

Poplar couldn't help but be hairy all over his body, and at the same time, his stomach and intestines were churning and he wanted to vomit.

Because the red shadow was really the same illusion he had seen before, a blood-red monster.

It was covered in a blur of flesh and blood, as if it had been stripped of its entire skin.

Drops of mucus dripped from its body, and I don't know if it was blood or pus.

But its dark green eyes bulged outward, as if they were about to fall to the ground at any moment.

One of its front legs was severed by the black sword, and only three legs remained, but it didn't show the slightest pain, and still let out a whining cry from its mouth. A mouthful of white teeth, lined with bright red flesh and blood, looks unusually weird and terrifying.

Poplar couldn't help but be drenched in cold sweat all over his body.

Although he had heard many stories of zombie monsters from his grandfather since he was a child, he never expected that there really was such a terrifying thing in the world.

And this thing can't be a natural "new species", but like a monster controlled by some kind of evil law that grandpa talked about.

He used to think that it was all made up by his grandfather to coax him, but when he saw it today, he realized that what his grandfather said was true.

And to deal with such things, the most effective should be salt and glutinous rice.

He now regrets that he didn't carry some glutinous rice on his body, although the effect of glutinous rice is not as good as salt, at least he can carry it with him.

And the salt, which was packed in that snakeskin bag with the ash packet.

But the snakeskin bag had just been hit by the bright red monster, and the ash and salt bags contained in it were all scattered on the ground.

Poplar dodged and wanted to grab those small cloth bags, but as soon as he moved, the monster with only three legs left immediately screamed, and actually relied on the strength of three legs, jumped up again, and pounced on Poplar in the air.

Poplar dodged, and was about to swing his sword to fight back, but unexpectedly, there was another "whoop", and another red shadow jumped out of the cavernous hole in the ground and bit at the side of Poplar.

Poplar was caught off guard and could only fall to the ground and roll again.

Knowing that as long as he was bitten by one of them, his life would probably be buried here, Poplar couldn't help but secretly cry bitter in his heart.

In a moment of urgency, a red shadow bit the pipe of Poplar's pants and dragged it back, and the monster with only three legs pounced on Poplar's head.

Poplar lay on his back on the ground, barely wielding the black sword with his right hand and scratching at the ground with his left hand.

At the same time, he shrank his feet and kicked them, with a "snort" sound, his trousers were torn, and the red shadow behind his feet was also kicked out by him.

But he was lying on the ground, and the black sword in his hand couldn't be used, and he couldn't stop the bite of the three-legged monster at all.

Seeing that the monster's teeth were about to bite his right arm, Bai Yang suddenly grabbed a cloth bag with his left hand, and immediately rolled sideways, stuffing the red cloth bag in his left hand into the monster's huge mouth.

The monster took two steps back, craned its neck and swallowed the sack.

The red shadow behind the feet pounced again, it may have been afraid of the poplar's feet, this pounce actually flew into the sky, directly over the poplar's body, and pounced on the poplar's face in the air.

Poplar didn't have time to turn over and dodge, so he could only stretch out his left hand and accurately grab the monster's neck, and at the same time, his waist and legs turned over with the force, and stabbed the black sword in his right hand straight down from the top of the red shadow's head, nailing the red shadow to the ground at once.

It felt like my left hand was sticky, like I had grabbed rotting flesh.

At this moment, Poplar didn't have the strength to breathe a sigh of relief, and the three-legged monster that swallowed the cloth bag stared at a pair of bulging green eyes, and was about to pounce again.

Poplar had no weapon in his hand, and could only glance at the monster he had pinned to the ground.

But one of the monster's heads was firmly nailed to the ground by the black sword, and it was still immortal, kicking and kicking on all four legs, as if trying to break free from the black sword.

Poplar didn't dare to stretch out his hand and draw his sword, for fear that the monster would return to freedom and pounce on him.

Fortunately, not far away was the shovel he had brought, and Poplar rolled on the spot, snatching the shovel in his hand, and then jumped up, grasping the shovel with both hands, ready to meet the three-legged monster to pounce again.

But strangely, the monster suddenly let out a strange howl, and its whole body leaped up, but instead of pounced on the poplar, it fell directly to the ground.

Just jumped and fell, and in the blink of an eye, its blood-red body actually turned purple and black.

At the same time, a stench permeated the air, which looked like the corpse of a beast that had been skinned and had been decomposing for a long time.

Poplar was dumbfounded, but it soon occurred to him that the monster had just swallowed a small cloth bag.

The other monster was still being pinned to the ground by the black sword and jumping around, whimpering at the same time.

Poplar immediately picked up two large cloth bags, pinched them with his hands to determine which one contained loose salt, and then quickly opened the mouth of the bag, walked over to the monster that was nailed to the ground, grabbed the loose salt and sprinkled it on the monster one by one.

Red smoke immediately rose from the monster's body, as if its body had been burned.

Poplar was overjoyed, and simply sprinkled the whole bag of loose salt on the monster.

As the monster struggled and jumped and screamed, red smoke came out of its body.

Poplar was afraid that the smoke was poisonous, so he hurriedly took a few steps back.

Until the mountain breeze blew, the red smoke quickly dissipated, and the body of the monster nailed to the ground by the black sword changed from the previous blur of flesh and blood to a skeleton scattered on the ground.

This scene surprised Poplar, but also breathed a sigh of relief.

It felt like his whole body was about to fall apart, but he didn't dare to rest there, seeing that the black hole was still there, he was afraid that there would be such a blood-red monster in the cave.

He was about to muster up his last strength and fill the black hole with a shovel, but suddenly, he thought of a terrible question: if the iron bull was bitten by this blood-red monster, would the rabies vaccination work?

(See Chapter 004 "Blood Wolf Guarding the Tomb")